I Heard That Song B4 Brotha Lynch Hung (Ft. C-Lim, C.O.S. (USA), G-Smooth & Tall Can)

[Intro]
Sick till I mothafuckin' die!
Let me get a little strange
Thing is dang, kids you know thats what it's for, you know what I mean?
Every time I hear some shit niggas sound more and more like me
Makes me wanna quit this shit
Hold on, I'mma do it like this

[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Try to find me it's like I'm Chinese
Somewhere in China they minor them niggas die easy
Them niggas whiners, I make 'em red as the 49ers
Leave 'em dead, cut off the head nigga I'm a potent rymer
I'm a pokish rifle give an eyeful I'm a sniper
Nobody like she cock back snaps like a viper
I'm in to makin' niggas quit the game split ya brain hit ya gang
Niggas dunno what happened look at the picture frame
I'm fifty-one-fifty mixed with cocaine toe maine
Poison em put your boys in there after you get ate they get the same
I'm insane something stuck in my membrane its them thangs
Tummy tuck em and then change clothes change shoes
Range rove your brain froze
They lose they know
I could rip a nigga to smithereens
I snake when I slither in then I'mma get my bitch to get the keys
Ain't that a bitch that nigga sounds like a Mini-Me I'm tellin' you